He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 446: Western Barbarian Blood Sacrifice

Ma Ningyan had already noticed that the three great Taoist masters had taken action to stop the Xiyi clan.

She attacked even more ruthlessly, just wanting to get rid of the enemies in front of her as quickly as possible, and rushed over to capture them all in one fell swoop.

However, the 100,000 Western Yi archers who were responsible for the rearguard action were also fighting desperately.

Although they were not good at close combat, they were able to fight to the death, and even the Daqian border troops were unable to escape.

However, the black and white chessboard of Taoist Master Xujian can be regarded as a powerful weapon on the battlefield.

She alone slaughtered as many Western Yi clans as an army of hundreds of thousands.

Seeing their clansmen being swallowed up by the black and white chessboard one by one, the eleven Western Yi ancestors finally couldn't hold on any longer.

They might be able to escape from here by force, but the tribesmen behind them could not escape.

As for bypassing the Taoist masters of Xuanhua Dao and Jueyuan Dao and directly causing trouble for the Taoist master of Xujian Dao, it was even more impossible.

That person has not even shown his face until now. He sits thousands of miles away and can kill people with just the black and white chessboard.

The art of Xujian Dao is the most bizarre in Taoism.

If you want to find her, you have to go to the mountain gate of Xujian Road.

"Why does Taoism do this! Can't I, Xiyi, do what Daqian can do?" The first ancestor of Xiyi roared.

He swung his fists and arrows of energy burst out.

However, the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao in front of him wielded seven rainbow swords, and the sword energy was so powerful that it was impenetrable.

Not to mention that a lot of the First Ancestor's arrow power had been drained away by the Seventh Ancestor, even at his peak, it would have been difficult for him to break through.

The three Taoist masters were silent. They had said everything they needed to say and would not repeat themselves.

Until nearly 30% of the Xiyi clans were killed, only about 300,000 people were left.

These Western Yi ancestors have already understood that there is no other way but to accept it.

But when they turned around and looked at their tribesmen who were struggling on the black and white chessboard, they couldn't help but feel sad.

Sacrificing everyone and sending only 20,000 people away sounds like a way to preserve the incense and heritage for the Xiyi clan.

But...who should I send away?

No one wants to die here. It's unfair no matter who leaves or who stays.

At this time, the voice of the Taoist master of Xujian Dao sounded again: "Now there are already 20,000 people alive who can't be sent away. Do you really intend to exterminate the clan?"

The Western Yi ancestors were shocked all over, their eyes widened with anger, their aura surged, and they wished they could destroy the three great Taoist masters and their Taoist sect together.

But they couldn't do it. Even the thought flashed through their minds and then disappeared immediately.

The First Ancestor of the Western Yi trembled all over and closed his eyes.

He turned around and made a stroke.

The arrow energy formed a circle, trapping more than 20,000 people inside.

"Send them away, and we will be willing to sacrifice our blood!"

The black and white chessboard vibrated slightly, and a large number of black and white lines pulled some Western Yi people out of the circle.

A cold voice, without any emotion.

"The blood sacrifice now can only send away 18,763 people."

"You!" The first ancestor of Xiyi was so angry that his blood was about to explode.

"Eighteen thousand seven hundred and sixty people." The cold voice remained unchanged.

Many Western Yi ancestors were extremely angry, but to no avail.

They could only look at their tribesmen who were constantly being pulled out of the circle by the black and white lines, and felt heartbroken when they saw their panicked and confused expressions.

"Send them away!"

"Blood sacrifice first."

There is still no room for negotiation, and one after another, the Western Yi people are being pulled out of the circle.

The number of people decreased again. The eyes of the Xiyi ancestors were red. They gritted their teeth and said no more.

The eleven people looked at each other, then stretched out their hands and stabbed themselves hard in the heart.

His palm was like a knife, splitting the chest open and taking out the fiery red heart.

At the same time, they shouted: "People outside the circle, let's make a blood sacrifice together and leave behind the incense and inheritance of our tribe!"

The Western Yi people were horrified.

Blood sacrifice?
They looked at the tribesmen in the circle. Are these the only ones who can leave?

A younger member of the tribe shouted to the Third Ancestor of the Western Yi in panic, "Ancestor, I don't want to die! Let me enter the circle!"

The third ancestor looked at the young clan member, who was his direct descendant.

Although he is not the best among the younger generation, he is the most favored one in his lineage.

When he was born, the third ancestor named him himself.

Looking at the panicked younger generation, the Third Ancestor closed his eyes and spat out a drop of blood.

The drop of blood stretched in the air, like an arrow, and pierced through the young tribesman's head in an instant.

He fell down in disbelief and horror. He would never believe until his death that the ancestor would kill him with his own hands.

The Third Ancestor opened his eyes again, his eyes full of cruelty: "All clansmen, blood sacrifice! Whoever is unwilling, I will kill him with my own hands!"

He crushed his heart and trembled all over.

The powerful vitality of Daowu Realm allowed him to persist.

It will surely kill many people before it falls.

Other ancestors did the same, crushing their hearts to make their intentions clear.

Even the ancestor is like this, so the other tribesmen know that this matter is a foregone conclusion.

Either commit suicide or be killed by the ancestor.

Many young members of the tribe cannot accept such an outcome.

They cried bitterly and begged the ancestor to spare their lives.

All the crying people had their heads pierced by blood arrows and had no emotions to express.

There are also those with strong wills who choose to commit suicide directly, which is considered a dignified death.

But whether you like it or not, the end result is the same.

Even when the leader of Xujian Dao pulled some people out of the circle again, the ancestors of Xiyi finally let go of the last thoughts in their hearts.

They joined forces and began to massacre their people.

The Xiyi clan had fallen into extreme fear, and some of them began to fight back.

But their counterattack was meaningless. No matter how powerful they were, they could never be a match for the ancestors.

Even though the ancestor's heart was crushed on his own initiative and his vitality was constantly weakening, he still retained his cultivation in the Daowu realm.

The speed with which they killed these tribesmen was astonishingly fast.

At the beginning they were still a little reluctant, but after killing so many people, they became bloodthirsty and no longer had any scruples at all.

"Xuanjiandao!"

"Daomen!"

These Western Yi people cursed angrily, shouting that if they were given a chance, they would destroy all Taoist sects.

But such words can only be used to scare mice.

If the three Taoist masters were afraid, they would not have done this.

Ma Ningyan, who was ten miles away, saw the tragic scene.

She knew that it was the three Taoist masters who took action, but she didn't understand why the Western Yi people wanted to kill each other.

The Xiyi people who were in charge of cutting off the retreat were even more shocked when they saw this scene.

Why did the ancestor kill his clan members?

Are they crazy!
These people had no time to stop Ma Ningyan. They immediately turned around and ran back to find out what was going on.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ma Ningyan led his troops to charge.

By the time they arrived, the Western Yi ancestors had already killed most of their tribesmen.

Everyone was covered with thick blood plasma and looked like devils from hell.

Their scarlet eyes looked at the tribesmen rushing over. They made a deep, undefined sound in their throats and rushed towards them again.

The surviving tribesmen shouted miserably: "Run! Run!"

"The Dao Sect wants to sacrifice my blood, run away!"

Unfortunately, they reminded them too late. With the Xiyi ancestor in front of them and Ma Ningyan behind them, there was no way these people could escape.

After a massacre, when the last Xiyi member fell, Ma Ningyan faced the eleven Xiyi ancestors.

Her face was alert, ready for a life-and-death battle.

Facing eleven Daowu realm masters, even the commander-in-chief of the border army who had fought for many years could not help but feel his heart beat faster and tighten his muscles.

However, these eleven Western Yi ancestors had no intention of fighting with Ma Ningyan.

After killing all of their tribesmen, they turned to face the black and white chessboard.

He roared like a wild beast: "If the Dao Sect breaks its promise, I, the Western Barbarians, will destroy your Dao Sect!"

Their bodies suddenly exploded.

All the corpses of the Xiyi people on the ground exploded.

It turned into endless flesh and blood, pouring into the black and white chessboard.

This scene made Ma Ningyan feel a little creepy.

The Xiyi people who were surrounded by the arrows had black and white lights rising under their feet. Complex runes lit up, and their figures gradually faded and then disappeared on the spot.

Ma Ningyan took a look, then looked at the blood mist formed by hundreds of thousands of people, and finally set her sights on the two Taoist masters.

There was a hint of fear in her eyes.

Only three Dao Lords were able to destroy the Xiyi clan, against which they had been fighting for many days. Such means were truly astonishing.

Moreover, they took action without informing me in advance.

Ma Ningyan naturally understood in her heart that in the eyes of the Taoists, Daqian might not have any weight.

Those civil servants once said that if a man as strong as the Blacksmith Ancestor rebelled, it would be a great threat.

Ma Ningyan did not agree, because in her eyes, Grandpa Hong would never betray her.

But it’s different for the Taoists. If they rebel, can Daqian withstand such a force?
Ma Ningyan was still rational. Even though she was wary, she did not really regard the Taoist sect as an enemy.

There is just a seed hidden deep in my heart.

When the blood and flesh in the sky were completely absorbed by the black and white chessboard, there was nothing in front of him.

Ma Ningyan flew over and landed in front of the two Taoist masters, bowed and said, "Thank you for your help."

The leaders of Xuanhua Dao and Jueyuan Dao bowed in return, but did not say much, only saying, "Goodbye."

Then, one of them turned into a rainbow of light, and the other alternated between light and dark, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

The black and white chessboard also began to fade, and only the cool female voice could be heard clearly.

"There are still more than 10,000 Western Yi people left, and they may become a threat in the future. My sect has done its best, and the rest depends on what you do."

Ma Ningyan bowed her head slightly and said, "Thank you very much. Daqian will do the rest."

The black and white chessboard disappeared completely, and everything returned to nothingness.

After a long time, Ma Ningyan raised her head and looked at the thousands of miles of empty land ahead.

future trouble?

There were many consequences for Daqian, and none of them were good.

These more than 10,000 people from the Western Yi are actually the weakest.

Ma Ningyan turned around and looked at the battlefield dozens of miles away.

The border troops and the vassal troops are still fighting.

She clenched the long knife in her hand and shouted, "Go back!"

Solve the current problem first, then deal with other things.

Be it the powerful clans, the remnants of the Western barbarians, or the Taoist sects, none of them are what Daqian needs to deal with most urgently now.

……

Thousands of miles away, at the ruins of Xiyi Jianshan.

More than 10,000 people from the Western Yi tribe appeared here. They saw the Thirteenth Ancestor kneeling in the ruins, seriously injured.

The Thirteenth Patriarch was severely injured and his realm declined again.

Seeing these tribesmen coming back, he grabbed the divine bow beside him and asked weakly, "Why did you come back? How is the battle on the front line?"

Facing their last ancestor, these tribesmen felt extremely complicated.

They are able to survive because of the opportunity that the eleven ancestors bought with their lives.

But when I saw with my own eyes the ancestors attacking the tribesmen, I didn’t know what to say for a moment.

After a moment, the Thirteenth Ancestor widened his eyes when he learned the truth of the matter.

He looked at these people in disbelief. The Xiyi tribe was so vast, with a population of millions at its peak, but now there were only more than 10,000 people left?
The Thirteenth Patriarch's eyes were blank. How was this battle fought?

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and then fell to the ground again.

The seventh ancestor incarnated into a terrifying arrow that collapsed the sacred mountain of the ancestral land and destroyed the tribesmen in their habitat.

But that arrow was easily crushed by a finger in the sky.

Even the tribesmen who fought on the front lines and other ancestors have now died.

Such a blow was a devastating one for the Thirteenth Ancestor.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!" Many clansmen hurried forward, took out pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

Some people looked in the direction of Daqian and said worriedly: "Our people have lost all their lives now. What should we do if Daqian comes after us again?"

A month ago, they did not take Daqian seriously.

After a month, it was too late to save the situation.

A master archer with nine feathers on his shoulders stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "If Daqian really chases us, we can only hide in the forest."

"Lin Yuan?"

When mentioning that place, all the Xiyi people looked shocked, and some even showed fear.

Everyone knows that deep in the forest is the world of terrifying monsters.

Even though they have thirteen ancestors in the Daowu realm, they never dare to go too deep.

Fortunately, those monsters never left the forest and only occupied the deepest part.

There were rumors that they were guarding something.

But with so many terrifying monsters lurking around, no one knows what that thing is.

"There is no other way. Only Lin Yuan can protect us!" other tribesmen agreed.

Everyone looked at each other, this seemed to be the last resort, there was no other choice.

A month later, the Daqian border army and the vassal army separated.

Both sides were so tired that they could not lift their hands or weapons and just wanted to have a good sleep.

If Ma Ningyan wanted to clean up the mess as quickly as possible, she had to come up with a strategy of rest and recuperation.

Although her manpower was limited, she could still continue to fight, but the soldiers under her could not do it.

Moreover, the border troops suffered heavy losses in this battle, which was a serious blow to their vitality.

Among them, four marshals were killed, more than a dozen generals were killed, and the number of other deputy generals, lieutenant generals and the like was over a hundred.

Of the five million border troops, only two million remained, and they were all exhausted.

If we continue to fight, it will be troublesome if the powerful clans rebel.

At this point, it is impossible for Ma Ningyan to attack the city as she did with 30,000 men, charging forward without caring about what would happen after her death.

She has too much to consider now.

Especially the Taoist's move this time made her feel extremely fearful.

In her eyes, this world is becoming more and more like a ferocious beast that eats people.

Everywhere you look, there is danger!

"Where is Grandpa Hong?" Ma Ningyan inspected the battlefield but did not see Jiang Lin.

(End of this chapter)